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Fantasy Descendants of the Curse

Hearing his mother singling out Sabella Valac smirked deviously but didn't say anything. Instead he just marched into their makeshift den. He had no memory of the inn they apparently had he just knew they used it's remains to help build this.
 
"Ezekiel! Stop!" Willow snapped as she leaped after her brother. Desperately clawing and biting at him to get him off of the poor girl. The pack needed food but certainly not in this way. Villagers were only for in times of desperation. The hunts of late may not be going well but there was still prey in the forest. No need to resort to this yet. "She is not worth the risk you fool!"
 
(I THINK I've figured out what's going on here. xD )


Abby stands in the rain, not knowing what else to do.


She had been watching two children play in the mud with some piglets, but they had long since gone inside, so Abby kept on standing. The rain had soaked her to the bone, but she didn't mind. The soothing constant drone of the rain, and its superiority over all. Nothing can stop the rain, and however weak or strong it was, it didn't care what it did to people and animals. No tree can block the rain.



People called her crazy sometimes, and she knew they were right. Although she was completely sane, and barely different from other witches, although she was developing her powers quicker, people noticed something... different about her. Maybe she belonged with the rabbits in the forest. She'd considered it before, but every time, something would happen to make her stay, from the town, from the woods, or from the sky. So for the time being, she belonged here. She doesn't consider moving on from where she stood. The rain is calming, peaceful.


She was startled by a sudden noise from a way away, and talking, maybe yelling. She turns around, looks around, but doesn't see it at first. So she keeps standing there, this time facing towards where the sound came from. She had to figure out what it was, but she didn't feel comfortable going any closer.
 
Vivian peered into the den, looking expectantly for her husband. He'd been gone for a week or so on a long hunt, desperate to find bigger game for the pack.


This had left Vivian to look after her pack.


As she rounded the corner to her and her mate's makeshift bedroom she caught sight of wild blonde hair, no doubt belonging to Ash. A grin lit up her slender face and she hurried to him, as fast as she could with her small limp.


Sabella leaned against the doorway as she watched her mother greet her father. She narrowed her eyes, even seeing him left her seething. It was so unfair what he had done to Vivian and that fact that he allowed Artemis and her pups to stay with the pack made her nauseous. Her father was a cheat and a liar as far as she was concerned.
 
Fae shrieked as the wolf came from the woods, leaping towards her. There was a hunger in it's eyes like she'd never seen before, his pelt matted and mangy. She had seen wolves before but this one seemed to be starving.


She turned on her heel and attempted to run back to the cabin, dropping her vegetables in the process.
 
Abby flinches once more, and quickly heads in the direction where she heard some more noises. She moves quickly and quietly, doing her best to blend in with the environment the closer she got. Eventually... Abby's eyes widen at the sight she beheld, as she had only once before beheld such a sight. She stepped into sight and did her best to seem composed. "What do you think you're doing, little wolf?" She meant for the little wolf remark to insult the wolf, possibly to give her an opportunity. Her right hand twitches once, wanting to kill the wolf now, but she wanted to make sure. Just... She looks at the dead body with more detail. Just like...


@Whoever killed her, I forgot
xD
 
Ash turned and saw his wife coming towards him and smiled embracing her. "Vivian!" He cheered then kissed her. "Prepare your belly because we come baring gifts of food~!" He grinned, though he would never tell her have the hunt really went.


They found nothing the first three days and ended up using the first food they found to feed themselves. All the devastating things that happened pulse the growing wolf population meant their prey was moving farther away. So while on this hunt they did not hesitate to attack an old farmers cattle, but little did they know he was a wizard. A painful enchantment so strong it froze them in pain left them where they stood for a day till the famer came back to them. After a few foul word exchanges the wizard agreed to let them go, with half the cattle they tried attacking, several enchanted vegetables and seeds and would not mention anything to the roaming wolf hunters. But they didn't get that all for free, oh no the wizard was sick demanding that in return Ash do three things of whatever the wizard asked no matter what it was, or that they leave one of the omegas with the wizard as a trade.


Ash felt terrible for it but he knew the pack needed this, plus the omega was willing to stay obviously not thinking of how twisted others can be. So Ash trying to tell himself it was the right thing to do believed this was a chance for the omega to prove himself, and escape and come back to the pack. At least that's what he told himself, he really doubted he would ever see that young wolf again. So he and the rest of the pack readied the excuse that the omega had run off in the night, no one knows why.
 
(@Valjean24601 , we're waitin for you back in the Fortucovin household. P:)


"You're going to get us all hunted down and killed by the humans!" Willow snapped at her brother. She rushed over to the poor, dying girl's side. Fury towards her brother's brutish actions filled her piercing green eyes. "Idiot!" She barked as she tried to drag the girl back towards the cabin as gently as she could.


"Fae? Is everything alright out there?" Marius called from in the cabin. He could hear a horrid ruckus outside but was stuck at the stove as he tended the food. D@mmit where was Ben in times like these
 
(AGH! When you accidently delete your post )


Gaston pounded his fist's on the door, he had had enough of his son's attitude. This had been ongoing for months now, his sudden change of tune. All Gaston ever wanted for his children was for them to happy but Jamison was making this extremely difficult.


"Jamison! Jamison open the door before your mother goes in there herself!"
 
Vivian smiled as they kissed, pressing her lips hungrily to his. She had missed her husband and worried for him, especially with all the dangers that awaited in the woods these days.


The wolves were no longer the only monsters among the trees and the hunter could become the hunted at any given time.


"Sabella! Valac! Come say hello to your father!"


She called over her shoulder, giving Ash another quick kiss before heading across the den to where she could smell the raw meat before cut and prepared. Her stomach snarled and growled violently and the hunger suddenly became overwhelming.
 
"I said get f*cking lost! I'm not talking anymore!" He shouted through the door. He was not going to budge with this. He refused to listen to them right now. He had his own agenda, mainly finding a quiet place to stew in his angst for a while. Maybe teach them a lesson to listen to him for once.
 
"You're so weak! We are the predators not the prey so act like it!" Ezekiel barked at his pathetic sister then smelled the scent of someone nearby. He turned and growled defensively spotting the witch. "Little wolf?" He snarled licking the blood from his muzzle and walked closer to readying to attack again.
 
Mary's eyes widened hearing her son's language. She fumed biting her lip. Had anyone else spoken to her like that they would have felt her wrath and regretted it by the time they finished their statement. But this was her son, she could not do that to him. She remembered the last time she had let her anger get the best of her. After all this years now she felt bad especially since she had never seen Marius since then, she just prayed she hadn't killed him. So she took in a deep breathe steadying her temper. "Jamison this is your last warning..." She said terrifyingly calm, her voice so cold it would give an Eskimo chills. Her eyes ignited with the strong blue flame of her powerful aura and she glanced at her husband unknown to him she had been taking her aura back from those she instilled it in for years now and was easily as strong as the coven leaders, but she didn't tell anyone as it wasn't the position of power she wanted it was just the thrill of having this much magic. "Open the door In 5 seconds or else Jamison..." She ordered her voice filled with the threat of the punishment Jamison was about to receive. "Five . . . . Four . . . . Three . . . . " she counted staring at the door waiting for to opened. That boy would have a rude awakening if he didn't open the door before she finished counting. "Two. . . . "
 
Elizabeth just sat there listening to the commotion up stairs and sat there stunned and picking at her plate of food surprised at her brothers sudden outburst. Worriedly she looked over to her little brother and ruffled his hair to distract herself from the sounds up stairs. "Eat your food then we'll get you in a nice warm bed." She said trying to be responsible but then suddenly felt a sudden surge of power and worriedly looked to Jacques only to see it wasn't from him. "What are they doing?" She said realizing the magic was coming from one of her parents.
 
Jacques head cocked up to the hall down which his parents had dissapeared. He was drawn to the thrumming of his mother's magic like a moth to a flame, his own eerie green aura sparking out of his fingers, a child with such a strong aura was unheard of until Jacques and now it was building and he wasn't doing anything to hold back the immense power that was rushing through his veins as it desperately tried to reach out to his mother, to grow and soothe.
 
Fae moaned as she felt her life ebbing away, her feet becoming numb and cold. She tried to wiggle her toes but to no avail.


Her fragile body had practically been crushed by the sheer force of the attack and blood pooled, from where she did not know. She was drained and continued draining... But then something something seemed to change. Yes she was fading but the dark seemed inviting and to hold some sort of new promise...
 
A chill ran up his spine at her tone. It was one you never wanted to hear from her, particularly when it was coupled with her levels of powers. Jamison gulped but held strong. If you call planning an escape rout out of the window strong that is. He acted bold but there was no way he was willing to simply face the wrath of his mother. Especially not after what had just come out of his mouth. "N..No! I'm not coming out there!" He replied as strongly as he voice could manage. The window was too small for him, but luckily some shape shifting into somewhat of a wolf made of volatile shadows aided. Somewhat being the key word. He couldn't quite control his shifting yet, at least the odd shapes and form changing didn't hurt.
 
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Abby smiles, yet the smile holds no happiness or kindness, nor cruelty or insanity. "You did not misinterpret me, little wolf," she says.
 
"Aaah, sad little creature. I'll get you away from this idiot." Willow grumbled to herself as she shifted back into her human form and drug the girl back towards the cabin. She would be safe in there, there had to be a caretaker or parent inside. Anywhere away from her brother and the newcomer. Better safe than sorry. "Somebody help! Please!" She cried out as she wrapped on the door.


"Just a second!" Shuffling could be heard inside, then the door creaked open to reveal a man with odd black hair with white streaks. He looked rather young physically but his eyes told an entirely different story. The long, thin scar from his left eyebrow down to his right cheek aged him somewhat. "Oh my Gods! Fae!" Panic gripped his chest as he instantly picked her up and ushered Willow inside. He must have wanted her help with this even more. "Just hang in there, okay sweetie?"
 
Fae was already gone... At least what she once was was gone. As she was drug inside the house her eyes, clear and Amber as if molten gold had formed the iris, opened. The world she saw was completely different now, everything seemed sharper, brighter. Had she died? Is this what death was? Life only better?
 
"Jacques...?" Elizabeth muttered confused as she watched her brother walk away at first worried till she saw his magic and she stopped worrying and rolled her eyes. What did he think he was doing showing off at a time like this? She wondered looking back at her food and picking at it deciding jealously that if he wanted to be weird with his magic , so be it.
 

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